Is is about the rock? Is the thing itself not sufficient to trigger a certain wariness?
Perhaps that is an overly literal interpretation. Behind me is a parked minivan. A hard place, as it were. This text helps me situate myself as being between a rock and a hard place.
Or perhaps it has nothing to do with the rock, and it simplify encapsulates the zeitgiest. Caution, plague. Caution, fascism. Caution, consumerism. Caution, climate change.
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